Older, but no wiser

Does soil love flower?
Soil embraces seed;
Secure in it’s dark, dank crevices,
Seed gives birth to shoot.
Soil nurtures, nourishes shoot;
Without soil, flower’s promise lies stillborn;
Only held by soil’s supporting hand does flower stand proud.
Does soil love flower?

Ah, but soil’s love knows no volition,
Soil just is:
Earth being earthy, no more.
Yet also no less: pure, perfect earthiness.
Does soil love flower?